Room 417, Tuesday night
Jan. 17th, 2006 05:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fates_jayeJaye's working on her metaphor for Criminal Justice class. Diligently, one might add. it would have been done right away, except the plaque bit was used by someone else and now Jaye needs to be creative. That kind of thing is happening a lot to her lately.
She's got a notebook and pen in hand, and is watching disc 2 of Vanessa Saturn for snarky inspiration.
She's got a notebook and pen in hand, and is watching disc 2 of Vanessa Saturn for snarky inspiration.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:09 am (UTC)"You mean the clinic didn't tell you about my Multiple Personality Disorder? Because they should have." She nods.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:13 am (UTC)"Have I made myself clear, or do I need to resort to more threats? Would you like me to declare your undying love for Mister Kennedy on the announcements? I could do that easily."
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:16 am (UTC)Followed by a longer one.
"So, Friday, okay," she says in a small voice.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:21 am (UTC)"I can just hear the music in the hallways now, Miss Tyler. How does it go, exactly? 'Archie and Jaye sitting in a tree. K, I, S-S, I, N, G. First comes love. Then comes marriage. Then comes Jaye pushing the baby carriage'?"
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:22 am (UTC)And hides it under her mattress.